Princess in Pink
lot to feel grateful for. I mean, I have:
    1. A super, loving boyfriend who, when the royal limo pulled over to pick him and Lilly up on the way to school today, presented me with a box of cinnamon mini-muffins, my favourites, from the Manhattan Muffin Company, which he'd gone
    all the way down to Tribeca really early in the morning to get me, in honour of my birthday.
    2. An excellent best friend, who gave me a bright-pink cat collar for Fat Louie with the words I
    Belong to Princess Mia written on it in rhinestones that she'd hot-glue gunned on herself while watching old Buffy the Vampire Slayer reruns.
    3. A great mom who, even if she does talk a little too much lately about her bodily functions, nevertheless dragged herself
    out of bed this morning to wish me a happy birthday.
    4. A great stepdad who swore he wouldn't say anything in class about my birthday and embarrass me in front of everyone.
    5. A dad who will probably give me something good for my birthday when I see him at dinner tonight, and a grandmother
    who, if she won't actually give me something I like, will at least WANT me to like it, whatever heinous thing it ends up being.
    I seriously don't mean to be ungrateful for all of that, because it is so much more than so many people have. I mean, like kids
    in Appalachia - they are happy if they get socks for their birthday, or whatever, since their parents spend all their money on hooch.
    But HELLO. IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK THAT I GET THE ONE THING FOR MY BIRTHDAY THAT I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED - and that is ONE PERFECT NIGHT AT THE PROM??????????????? I mean, Lana Weinberger
    is getting that, and she is not even striving to become self-actualized. She probably doesn't even know what self-actualization means. She has never been kind to anyone in her whole entire life. So why does SHE get to go to the prom?
    I am telling you, there is no justice in the world.
    NONE.
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    Thursday, May 1, MY BIRTHDAY, Gifted and Talented
    Today, in honour of my birthday, Michael ate lunch at my table, instead of with the Computer Club, even though it's a Thursday. It was actually quite romantic, because it turns out that not only had he paid that little visit to the Manhattan Muffin Company this morning, but he also ditched fourth period and snuck out to Wu Liang Ye to get me the cold sesame noodles
    I like so much and can't get downtown, the ones that are so spicy you need to drink TWO cans of Coke before your tongue feels normal again after you eat them.
    Which was totally sweet of him, and was actually even a bit of a relief, because I have been quite worried about what Michael is going to give me as a birthday present, because I know he must feel like he has a lot to live up to, seeing as how I got him moon rocks for his birthday.
    I hope he realizes that, being a princess and all, I have access to moon rocks, but that I truly do not expect people to give me gifts that are of moon rock quality. I mean, I hope Michael knows that I would be happy with a simple, 'Mia, will you go to the prom with me?' And, of course, a Tiffany's charm bracelet with a charm that says Property of Michael Moscovitz on it that I could wear everywhere I go and so the next time some European prince asks me to dance at a ball I can hold up the bracelet and be all, 'Sorry, can't you read? I belong to Michael Moscovitz.'
    Except Tina says even though it would be totally great if Michael got this for me, she doesn't think he will, because giving a
    girl - even his girlfriend - a chain that says Property of Michael Moscovitz seems a little presumptuous and not
    

something Michael would do. I showed Tina the collar Lilly had given me for Fat Louie, but Tina says that isn't the same thing.
    Is it wrong of me to want to be my boyfriend's property? I mean, it's not like I'm willing to usurp my own identity or take his name or anything if we got
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